The Arkansaw traveler., 1887-11-26
felt the loss of nothing so severely as

The temptation was too strong. Taking up the little note pensively he reflected on the many cheering words and sympathetic sentences he had heard from her when he was still in the heyday of youth.
 "She has been very good to me. Come, can't quite exercise her. will go."
 Wednesday saw this determination fulfilled.
 "1 have a new member to intro- duce," exclaimed Mrs. Lamington, as she led Walter into the large garden, after she had rallied him on his recent seclusion. "It is her first season, and I have her with me for few days. She is the only daughter of MT. Tem- pleton-e successful stockbroker. She has been educated in Germany and is quite blue- e-stocking. 1 am sure you will like her."
 "An amused smile passed over Wal ter's face. This was not the first time Mrs. Lamington had presented him to a marriageable young lady, rich and learned, in whom she expected him to find his destiny. It was one of her theories of life that the first thing an ambitious young man should do was to marry money. Before he could make reply, however, Mrs. Lamington was introducing him to fair haired girl of about nineteen, with wonder fully expressive rather than remark ably beautiful features.
 Mrs. Lamington left them. Before, however, Walter could utter more than a few commonplaces, burly man, with racquets, came to claim his companion for tennis game about to begin.
 Walter walked from the spot dis comfited. May Templeton had made an indefinable impression upon him. There was thoughtfulness in her face, combined with a gayety in her manner, which so interested him that he felt quite angry at the interrup- tion. He rejoined Mrs. Lamington, however, and patiently watched the tennis players. Presently group of ladies discerned him and carried him off to another part of the garden. Freeing himself at last from their at- tentions, he retired from the tennis court. On his way, however, he came across the enchantress sitting on seat shaded by an avenue of trees. Seating himself beside her he began the cov- eted conversation.
 "Are you not fatigued, Miss Tenn pleton, after your exertions on the lawn? 1 must compliment you on your retreat, for it is immoderately warm."
 "Tennis does not require enough ex- ertion to fatigue one, even on such an afternoon as this," replied May. "That is perhaps why it is so popular with our sex. But, to tell you the truth, MT. Digby, l left the lawn for a book, and l thought this would make good reading arbor."
 Walter then perceived dainty lit- tie volume by her side. with "Shelley" in gold letters on the back. This was the first time he had come across a young lady who read the author of "The Cenci." He regarded her, there fore, with more interest.
 Who shall define the limits of a dis cussion on poetry between an erudite young lady not twenty one and we'll read young man not yet thirty? Wal ter, during his day dreaming, which had been considerable, had drunk deep at the Pierian spring of poetry. May could discourse on Shelley's finest flights and Wordsworth's most pic- turesque word painting with fascinat- ing fluency. What wonder, then, that when. five o'clock came Mrs. Laming- ton had to come in search of her to take her ill to tea. With the evening came music. May still further en- cha1ted Walter by singing, with a clear accent and rich expression, some old English ballads, which he had not often heard before.
 He was conscious of the indefinable impression May Templeton had made upon him, as he walked home along the moonlit pavement. He tried to deceive himself.
 "He had often been caught before. i" he muttered, "by pretty face and a bewitching tongue, but had never failed to sleep off his emotion"
 But morning found him as preoccu- pied with Miss May Templeton, how she looked, what she said and what she sang, as the night. When, as the days passed, he could not absorb him. self in his books, or the arguments in court, he got angry with himself.
 "It has ever been first principle with me that it is only given to heirs of acres or consols, tho sons of dukes or of cabinet ministers, to marry young. It is not right for man who has to make his way in the world to take unto himself wife just as he is making start. It is unjust to her because she has to share his struggles and strivings, and it is unfair to him.